Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

At the moment when the bear's paw was about to fall on Tang Ling, a slightly anxious, worried, and angry voice came out.

"Time's up! Teacher Zhao!" It's Ning Weilan.

Her body trembled slightly, she held the burned incense high in her hand, and held a fist in her other hand, trembling. Her voice was infinitely amplified by her soul power. She forcibly withstood the aftermath of Zhao Wuji's soul power, and her eyes looked at Zhao Wuji was angry and puzzled. It was obviously just an assessment, so why should he kill him?

Zhao Wuji's body suddenly stopped. He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that this was just an assessment. He quickly withdrew his soul power and martial spirit, wanting to see Tang Ling's condition, but this look made him count. I will never forget it in ten years. It appeared from a twelve-year-old child.

I saw that Tang Ling had exited the blood sacrifice state, and his hair and eyes had returned to their original color. However, his face and body were covered in blood at this time, and blood was still coming out of his eyes, ears, and mouth. He still maintained his original attacking posture, his body standing, but his eyes were dull. Even if he was unconscious, he still maintained his attacking posture. Zhao Wuji was suddenly heartbroken and speechless. He was shocked and admired. He was seven A sixteenth-level soul saint admires a twelve-year-old, thirty-ninth-level soul master from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't expect that such a bloody child would be able to do nothing in the future. Thinking that he would achieve a title in the future and become an all-powerful existence. If it were him, he would think that at his age, he would not be half as good as him.

Everyone was stunned. Such Tang Ling was a shock to everyone present. The little golden retriever still maintained its original shape. It walked up to Tang Ling, bit him gently and threw him onto his back. , the golden light enveloped Tang Ling tenderly, his body gradually relaxed, Hei Ming quickly jumped on the little golden retriever's back, and when passing by Zhao Wuji, he gave him a cold look, if this was in Xingdou In the great forest, if this was Tang Ling's enemy, he would definitely die.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, "You have cleared the customs, Mubai, you are responsible for letting these six freshmen move in. School starts tomorrow. No one can touch the weapons Tang San made all over the floor. Some of them are poisonous. Wait until he wakes up." Let him clean up after himself."

After saying that, he frowned and looked at Tang Ling. This kid must have been seriously injured. Ning Weilan was using her first soul skill to treat him. Judging from the sweat on her forehead, it was clear that the healing would not be that easy.

Dai Mubai looked at the three bloody wounds in front of Zhao Wuji and shouted loudly, "Oscar, Oscar, come here quickly, you have business."

"Where is the business? Where is the business?" Oscar almost appeared in a flash, looking around anxiously.

"Xiao Ao, come here." Dai Mubai called to him.

Dai Mubai nodded and said, "Hurry up and get some sausages out. They are all injured."

Oscar was very happy, "Five copper soul coins each, don't forget to pay to me at the end. I have a big sausage." In his weird soul spell, light flashed in his hand, and a sausage suddenly appeared. Fragrant sausages.

Tang Ling, who was in a coma, was naturally unable to eat, but he had improved a lot under the treatment of Little Golden Retriever and Ning Weilan.

The sausage was nothing, but as soon as Tang San thought of Oscar's words and his codename "Uncle Big Sausage~", he couldn't help but feel a surge in his stomach and quickly waved his hand, "I'm not seriously injured, I'm just a little weak. Just rest for a while. You should let him give the sausage to others." After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and restored his soul power.

"Oscar, come here, give me a sausage and a sausage."

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was injured, Oscar's eyes widened, "Oh my god, Teacher Zhao, who could hurt you?" Although he said this, he quickly made two sausages.

Zhao Wuji snorted, ate the sausage in two bites, turned around and left, leaving a confused Oscar behind, who looked at Dai Mubai curiously.

Dai Mubai shrugged, pointed at the unconscious Tang Ling, then picked up Zhu Zhuqing and prepared to send her back to rest.

Oscar helped Tang San up, while Ning Rongrong held Xiao Wu.

Little Golden Retriever, Hei Ming and Ning Weilan sent Tang Ling back to the boys' dormitory. Ning Weilan almost exhausted her soul power to stabilize Tang Ling's condition, and her body recovered a lot. Together with her body, she felt dizzy. She almost fell backwards, but fortunately the little golden retriever dragged her and rubbed her arm with his big furry head, as if to express his gratitude.

Ning Weilan smiled. If Tang Ling was awake, he would probably feel that that smile was healing, pure and noble.

"I didn't expect that you are not only strong, but also very understanding of humanity." Ning Weilan reached out and touched its big head. Although her voice was cold, she was still gentle.

She turned to look at Tang Ling who was lying on the bed. She was shocked by his appearance at that time. She was shocked again and again by his soul ring and soul skills. At the last moment, she refused to fall even if she was unconscious. Her aura made her shocked, admired, and admired in a way that she had never seen even among the many strong men in her family.

Decades later, if Ning Weilan was asked when she was attracted to him, her answer would definitely be the time when the twelve-year-old Tang Ling fought against the seventy-sixth level Zhao Wuji.

She closed the door gently and left quietly. Her soul power was almost exhausted, and she needed to go back to rest and recover.

When Tang Ling woke up, it was already evening. He looked around at the walls and saw a small wooden cabin, which was probably their dormitory. Fortunately, it was a single room. Hei Ming and the smaller Golden Retriever jumped over when they saw Tang Ling wake up.

Hei Ming said angrily, "You kid, are you desperate?"

"Did you pass the test?" Tang Ling didn't care at all. This kind of minor injury was normal to him. Compared with this, he cared more about whether he passed the test in the end.

"Of course I passed. I'm great, right? I helped you hold on for a long time." The little golden retriever's tail swayed slightly, as if asking for credit.

Tang Ling was helpless, "Yes, yes, you are the most powerful, but you are becoming more and more like a dog."

Tang Ling ignored the angry little guy, opened the door, and walked out slowly.

"You have to thank that little girl with the Phoenix Spirit of Life. She helped you recover, and your own soul power was exhausted." Hei Ming said softly. In fact, Hei Ming wanted Tang Ling to live like a twelve-year-old more than he had strength. The way a child should be, not lifeless.

Tang Ling paused and hummed in his throat. He actually heard Ning Weilan shouting that time was up, so he allowed himself to lose consciousness.

Tang Ling walked slowly. He rarely walked slowly like this without practicing. Even if he had suffered many injuries before, the first thing he did when he woke up was to practice. Hei Ming thought at first that he was in the Shura trial. Before he could recover, the devil was stunned, but later it discovered that he was calmer than anyone else, and it was impossible for him to lose his mind at any time.

"Ling, look over there." Hei Ming lay on his shoulder and pointed his little paw at Ning Weilan, who was walking with Ning Rongrong not far away.

Tang Ling didn't want to go there, but whether it was a coincidence or something, Ning Weilan looked over and was stunned for a moment when she saw Tang Ling. She smiled slightly, said nothing, and raised her hand to say hello.

Tang Ling thought for a while and walked over. He actually didn't know how to deal with girls. Even if he did, it was a superior-subordinate relationship. He was of the same age and hadn't spoken to them much.

The corners of her slightly drooped eyes are cold, but mixed with an unconcealable tenderness. Just like her martial soul life phoenix, it can soothe negative thoughts in people's hearts, and can't help but make people want to get closer. .

"Thank you." He lowered his eyes slightly. He always felt that in front of this girl, his murderous aura would be calmed down. It was probably because of the mutual attraction between the Phoenix of Life and his Holy Light Kirin.

Ning Weilan shook her head and asked, "Are you feeling better?" It seemed that she saw that he was not good at talking to girls, so she simply raised the topic first to prevent the atmosphere from being so awkward.

"Okay." Tang Ling nodded slightly.

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